New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1887-10-16

inevitably prove food enough for vacant minds
and vacant hours during the iongest oay.
Somebody rang the bell and two foetmen presently
brough IN an enormous trunk filled win staec
properties. When these, however, were turned OUT
on the floor and eagerly examined 1t was Io9na
that no costume was altogether compete 30 ",n'
our difficulties would be greatly IN
creased by the fact that some OF the performers
must needs shelter those portians OF themselves
clad in everyday dress behind their helgnovro
who might be better provided. NeVertheIess' te
greater the difficulty the greater the art as we all
MRS Clement perhaps a little too strongly! I'M
pressed on MIR. Grenfel Lady DOvedale, with tho
peculiar cunning Of hostess had pleadeh house
hold duties and abscntcd herself from con
clayc When the luncheon bell rang ana sie
returned to the drawing room, we had only come
TO uncertain conclusions, and we all greeted her
with individual o. inions-of course to cach OF
us our costume was the most Interesting.
1t had been settled for me to enact the part OF
l,catrice, with the Marquis for Dante. Certainly
Lord Balymore's short nose was drawDack'
Dante's features being so familiar to everybody
However, there was not such thing as real
Roman nose in the whole OF our company. had
rebclled little when Mr. Grcnfcl speaking to
me for almost the first time suggested the tableau.
II don't see why the Marquis should be
Dante" said | sull<ily.
lie will look so inspired. answered Mr.. Gren
fell You to inspire him. Besides, the
part seems to suit him admirably Don't you re-
member what we were saying last night Mrs
Toovey. with regard to yOur friends language 7"
He does not pretend to be roet," rctorted
angrily; but, as you say. he Will do doubt look
the part very we'll. Let il lie So, then"
V 1t were lty TO waste this charming scarlet
hood" said Mr.. Grenfell. examining the article
in question; land if Lord Ballymorc dons it over
the dress ng-gown he sports in the smoking room,
his costume will he complete. Yours should be all
while, y'u know"
II wonder why" said Mrs. Clement lacka-
daiscally, Il really quite wonder why, dear Mrs
IOONoV Of Of
and Boaz. Such a charming picture. Your name
suggests it, and MIR. Grenfcil might do Boaz;
michtnt you. Mr., Grcncll?"
II might" he answered CURLY.
The corn would be diiicult.' said Lady
Dovcdalc, coming to my rescue.
DisLi<es are mostly reciprocal. As we uoOped
in to luncheon, Mrs. Clement fixed her shining
bluc eyes my face with most dlsagreeaDle
expression. Dear me, how do dctcst her,
when the gentlemen came home from shooting
they none OF them greeted our project with warm
APPROVAL nor did any one seem specially delighted
" th the part we had so carefully assigned to
him. 10 begin with, they were all hugely
ased and occupied with the days sport. Need
IS " say the Marquis had distinguished him.
self, and as Mr. Grnfell was not present TO
dispute with him the honOrs of the field, and
Lord Dovcdalc coull not shoot his best because
of his veXation, Lord Baliymore had walked
over" easily, as he explained it to me himself.
We found it sadly difficult to induce the men
to look upon our evening pastme amuse-
ment at all 1t only when they came for
short space the drawing room, dressed III clean
dry cloths, their hair damp and carefully
combcd, and n general appearance OF hot bath
about them, that they deigned TO listen to
explanations. Even then they showed an unholy
wish to retire with srecd to their dear billiard
room Thithcr Mr.. Grenfell had apparently al
ready bctaken himself, man like, to escape the
brunt Of the scene.
My dear Mrs. Toovcy," said the Marquis, in
a thoroughly annoyed tone, what can you be
thinking of? Dante, Of all people, Why he was
stu id muff who couldn't do anything"
Except write"
GA, yes; wrIIe, OF course-though l can't say
4 Ills book" ny when Will DC seen
INA. Lou Dally more hollis poets Somewhat cneapy.
Il nlanlhg lOOl OI my sell, lie Con-
unucd gruny. nevertheless, l Ultimately man
ueeu to smooth HIM down. and to MAKE hlm ac-
nnow ledge tnat Tor my sake yes, cer;aihlc, 10
please me, ana me only, lac would 40 great zeal
even pclsOuIIy Dante That nasty Mrs Cnnieht
watching US an the ulne we tili<eu! an
sure u.aL she Is a very splJciul woman. L hate
women with such pale colorlnS
Dlnner Was hurlIcd over 10 quickly as EoSsloie,
Though, OWING ~ the nuinLer "a guests, IL was
nc, ..safiiy IA lengthy affair. | sat between t"o
.ouutty uclchbo.s one Il Sir Reginald some
tllnr, VINO asked dull questions ABOUT inc
I.onuon parks, and hnaliy had the pdd .aS'e "
70 mo raptures over MIS-. Clements last payer
IN the - keVlew.' ! was heartily elad "hen
the repast came to an end, and "e could all
run up 10 our rooms TO prepare. Then only uid
II dawn ron me that Mr.. Orehiell hao sN'"
INNS, Ia no part the proceedings. Geriaps thi'
was OWING 10 his spTalned ankle, perhaps To MS
overwhelming business as a manager, or perhaps
TO the modcsty OF a IcurlnS nature Sncd\S,
4 call It," SAID Lord Balymore, when, IN what
We were lloascd TO ctIi tue ston-ioo'"' n' "
~ the subject. - :,
1bc entertainment went of fairly well. L
must needs confess that Dante and Beatrice
were decided hit Dora made very pretty
taLlcau with all her hair down-shc really mas
lovely halr-and another Of the great successes
tl...;l
Mr., Clement as Margaret with MIR Cohyers Us
FAUST and poor dear Fraulcln Worms as Me-
phi>topheles.
don't fancy that Mrs Clement altogether
cared 10 act with Mr.. ConyerS; Dut that Is
neither here nor therc-the effect was very
charming As for the other tahlcaus, they are
scarce worth recording, though they hciped 70
Gll up the time. and every hody seemed please"
| hardly spoke word to Mr. Dreniel te "llGlc
evening. | suppose he very busy, In spite
of his spraincd ankle, but except that he certainly
took especial care to pose the Marquis ana my
self he never came near me. win lOri bIiy-
more il was different. The privilege OF enactihg
Dante must somehow have got into his head, ana
caused ray Of poetry to enter that usually
dense object. lie never lift my si'c the whole
evening. and fixed such ardent looks on me that
/ nearly rointcd out Ia him that ! was no longer
Beatrice. but only poor. plain, little Mrs. loovey
after all However | rrfraned. and when he
handed my candle before | went upstairs to
bed. he squeezed my hand very hard, whispering,
goodnight. Beatricei' and H. was only them
really that I saw that Mr.. Grcnfcll stood close
beside me also: bnt IL WIS too late 10 begin 10
~ ll and he turned on and wont onicky-tco
unicl,lv I am sure for his ankles salSc-his heel
IN without q decent good night or any word at all!
Thursday morning.
1 really have nothing to relate ABOUT yesterday.
1t was one OF the most haIelui, ureSomc and
dctcstaOlc days that 4 ever spent III The course